Chapter 190

Chapter 190

Central Intelligence Director Dispatch (2)

The underworld messenger looked around the Busan mayor’s office with hands behind the back.

Spring orchid pots raised side by side by the window, Taegeukgi frame hanging on the wall, mugunghwa mark national flag, highest class paulownia desk and bookshelf set.

Among them what the underworld messenger paid attention the Busan city map.

Places drawn several X marks with red marker clearly areas related to Mackerel Fisheries.

Thud.

The Busan mayor sat on the upper seat of the reception room sofa.

Also recommended a seat to Han Myeong-ho.

“Sit for now.”

The Busan mayor fully pretended leisure.

No matter the inner circumstances as Busan mayor couldn’t lose face in front of a mere central intelligence agent.

The Busan mayor looked tightly at Han Myeong-ho.

“What tea?”

“Not a matter that will lengthen.”

“Even so if sending back empty mouth a person who came to the mayor’s office okay. If dislike tea even liquor?”

“Thank the favor, but because working hours will politely decline this too.”

“A friend living tightly.”

At the Busan mayor’s gesture the aide immediately prepared whiskey and ice liquor glass.

Trickle.

“Yes, came to open a way to live?”

“Yes.”

“How?”

Swish.

Han Myeong-ho took out one neatly folded note from the pocket and put on the reception room table.

A note with the number ‘1’ written on the outside.

“What’s this? Director Kim sent?”

“Wrongly pointed.”

“Then Section Chief Kang? Deputy Director Yoon? Section Chief Go?”

Han Myeong-ho didn’t answer.

An attitude of not wanting to waste time uselessly clear.

In the end the Busan mayor also spread the note instead of persistently probing.

“Hmm······!”

The Busan mayor who spread the note tightly furrowed the brow.

If thinking of gathering and holding countermeasure meeting better stopping. It’s a trap.

The Busan mayor’s eyes looking at Han Myeong-ho narrowed.

“When attached the wiretap?”

“Wrongly pointed?”

“If not that think this makes sense?”

The Busan mayor glared and held out the note.

“The content just finished phone call with the Busan chief prosecutor······!”

Swish.

Han Myeong-ho held out the note with ‘2’ written on the outside this time too instead of opening mouth yes or no.

The Busan mayor nervously snatched the note and spread.

“This······!”

The Busan mayor tightly crumpled the note.

Would the smuggling king a fool, properly handed materials? Think the matter solved removing that?

The Busan mayor threw the tightly crumpled note at Han Myeong-ho.

The note bounced on Han Myeong-ho’s chest and fell on the floor.

“Even this not wiretap?”

“Said wrongly pointed.”

“If wrongly pointed I wouldn’t question like this!”

“······.”

Han Myeong-ho momentarily lost words.

If the sound ‘wiretapped?’ popped out immediately the meaning pointed correctly.

“Even fortune tellers can’t match this accurately! You this illegal surveillance!”

“Hmm, what content so······.”

Han Myeong-ho bent the waist and picked up the note rolling on the floor and spread.

Han Myeong-ho’s eyes who read the note at once became round large.

Hoho, the exclamation bonus.

Smile gathered in Han Myeong-ho’s eyes.

“Received materials from the smuggling king?”

“Why trying to probe person pretending not knowing? Came knowing all!”

“So made a fuss saying put out the smuggling king. Probably materials containing weaknesses crossed and entered awkward person’s hands.”

Han Myeong-ho smiled as if enjoyable and stroked the chin.

“If threatening each other dog fight inevitably occurs. Used head quite?”

“Several people became headache entangled in that dog fight board. Smuggling king, this fuck bastard······! If dying die alone yet struggling dirty to the end.”

“Can confirm the materials received a bit?”

“Entrusted to me?”

The Busan mayor panted.

Not materials of content to carelessly show to others.

Materials that can become weapons if something, and negotiation cards.

“Notes that end?”

“Entrusted?”

Han Myeong-ho couldn’t hide the enjoyable expression and held out the note with ‘3’ written on the outside.

An expression fully expecting.

Confirming that smiling face, conversely the Busan mayor’s expression rotted.

The Busan mayor who quickly confirmed the note content ground teeth.

The smuggling king gone, how trying to roll the shipping company? Possible operating with a few small boats? Don’t need smuggling route? If so ruined not?

Gulp gulp!

The Busan mayor drank the whiskey in one go.

Tak.

“Ask only one. Killed the smuggling king?”

“No way.”

“Smuggling king, thinking of diverting behind?”

“······.”

The Busan mayor’s expression completely changed.

“Indeed central intelligence’s information source certainly not ordinary. How the central intelligence director coming to Busan in one step.”

Smiling.

“Smells money smell one amazingly well.”

A smile politicians often make.

“Heard political maneuver specialty. Indeed so. Don’t know whose head came out but method quite refined?”

Not the leisure pretended hard like earlier.

“After you left I also searched your behind a bit. Heard you caught the drug king too?”

Han Myeong-ho’s complexion hardened.

Whether or not.

The Busan mayor flowed a meaningful smile.

“Thought a fuck bastard who all merit snatched by the upper line because no backing and rather bought hatred and received demotion and salary cut disposition. Now seeing this a vessel more than thought?”

Han Myeong-ho’s expression hardened more.

Tak!

“Thought not an ordinary vicious guy seeing stubbornly enduring here not transferring to other regions, but separate intended meaning.”

The Busan mayor rubbed palms with a refreshed face.

“Somehow suddenly central intelligence intervened and catching the smuggling king. Hahaha! Fortunate a friend words communicating.”

Han Myeong-ho closed eyes briefly and opened.

“So the answer? Yes, no?”

“Good! Shipping company shares, will give a bit to you too.”

Shipping company?

The question handed to the Busan mayor ‘shall open a way to live?’, why the word attached at the end of ‘yes’ answer ‘shares’.

Han Myeong-ho half-opened eyes and tightly rolled the head.

“1%. Instead on condition of bringing a proper ledger.”

“······.”

“You also confident so conveyed such note.”

“······Trying to bribe me now?”

“Why? Not okay? Not like not knowing public officials all entangle and entangle and do national work.”

Han Myeong-ho closed the mouth.

The more so the Busan mayor’s smile deepened.

“You also have to get used to go up. Wasn’t that why came to see me like this today?”

The Busan mayor buried the back deeply in the sofa with an arrogant expression.

“Let’s mutually help. I will open your success path. So you also have to open my way to live.”

An attitude as if gap and eul completely reversed.

“Whose hand the ledger? Indeed Director Kim?”

“······.”

“Said will take care of the errand value of conveying the note solidly. Think well. Opportunity to eat for free like this not common.”

“······.”

“Bring a proper ledger.”

“······.”

“Yes, no? This time your turn to answer?”

“······.”

Han Myeong-ho smiled faintly.

The last note caught at the fingertips put in the pocket.

Swish.

Han Myeong-ho held out the note with ‘4’ written on the outside.

Whose hand think the proper ledger? Still situation judgment really not?

The Busan mayor raised both hands and gave up.

“How should I do for you to save?”

* * *

Cut the vision share with the underworld messenger.

I flowed a hollow laugh.

‘The central intelligence director coming down directly.’

Didn’t think.

Expected reaction would come from the Blue House.

But didn’t know the central intelligence director would volunteer and come down.

Slightly tipped in advance though.

‘Not just coming down, turning phones and even advertising noisily as if to show?’

An action with certain purpose and intention.

The sound of carrying the president’s meaning on the back.

‘How the statements written bursting golden light every time writing.’

In the meantime the smuggling king hard wrote statements.

Golden light even when writing corruption books related to high-ranking public officials and political and business figures!

Golden light even documents describing smuggling routes and other country smuggling distribution!

‘Even the shipping company golden light.’

Just overwhelming golden light bursting every time writing.

“No choice.”

President Shim, wedding anniversary trip went well?

Then now have to work.

Here work many.

Very, really, extremely, truly, seems many.

* * *

Busan Airport became a crowded mess.

Because of only one person.

“Central intelligence director, came?”

“Hmm.”

The Blue House turned emergency phones instead of official documents.

The Blue House’s instruction fell that the central intelligence director comes down directly and processes work so cooperate.

Immediately the government building turned upside down, and important figures flocked to the airport setting aside all matters.

The Busan mayor led high-ranking public officials and ran out to the airport.

“Aigo, central intelligence director! Hard coming the far way to Busan!”

“How about talking while eating lunch together?”

“Reserved a okay restaurant. Will escort.”

The Busan chief prosecutor intervened accompanying chief prosecutors.

“Will hear the report regarding current investigation progress situation first?”

“How far reporting from the Blue House? Will progress matching.”

The Busan police chief gathered at the airport with police executives.

“Our police strengthening checkpoints in the Busan area! Prepared briefing regarding this too!”

Ambitious politicians trying to enter eyes somehow and advance to Seoul also gradually gathered the same.

Even central intelligence Busan branch directors and senior agents whose noses not visible in the meantime pitched tents at the airport in advance.

Click, click, click!

Even reporters from newspaper companies and broadcasting stations crowded.

The central intelligence director furrowed the brow.

“Came out monkey viewing? Why so fussy?”

“Sorry. Became so hurriedly calling because of the news of largely broadcasting nationwide.”

That a matter agreed with the president.

‘Tsk, the person wanting to meet not even visible, only annoying dung flies fully stuck.’

The central intelligence director walked stride stride without even looking back.

Every time he took one step camera flashes flashing from all directions burst noisily.

The flocked people surrounded him and stuck.

Annoying beyond measure.

“Propaganda photos enough this level.”

“Move reporters back!”

Central intelligence Busan branch Director Kim shouted largely.

Central intelligence affiliated agents immediately set out to control reporters.

Busan area reporters retreated back following command without extra words.

“Why these figures making this fuss here? No works to do so?”

Where the central intelligence director pointed with the tip of the chin full of Busan’s high-ranking public officials and political and business famous figures.

Director Kim immediately stuck beside the central intelligence director and carefully reported.

“Know. Busan turned upside down these days.”

“Because of the bribe ledger?”

“Yes, pants on fire so. If slightly about to be dragged and see harsh appearance, will other matters enter eyes.”

“That quite regrettable.”

Actually the central intelligence director intentionally reduced the report to the president regarding bribes.

Because separate aiming.

That also a matter already finished talking with Taeseong’s brain.

“Heard a larger case than U-gwang Construction bribe ledger?”

“Probably so. Long carefully sprayed evenly up and down.”

The reason these many guys ran to the airport and crawling.

“If His Excellency knows rebuke would have fallen.”

The central intelligence director grinned.

“Even looking like this our government hanging the banner of eradicating corruption.”

“Director, anyway have words to convey urgently because of that!”

At this time the Busan mayor to Busan chief prosecutor and Busan police chief stealthily opened mouths.

“In a situation presidential election right in front concern a bit unreasonable searching Busan the support base······.”

“Stop.”

The central intelligence director raised a hand and blocked the mouth.

“Armed guerrillas targeted Busan. Is there a graver matter than this now?”

“······None.”

“Then that talk next.”

Clear refusal.

The more so the figures caught by bribes anxious.

“Unfair! This matter entirely the smuggling king committed······!”

“Guns about 80,000, tanks 9, gunpowder and bomb types 10 tons.”

The central intelligence director said cutting.

“If this not rebellion what rebellion?”

At the rebellion sound everyone became mute who ate honey.

“If not participating in rebellion wonder if words of covering the matter so recklessly come out.”

“Director, largely misunderstanding now! This matter completely unrelated to us!”

“That a matter revealed if investigating.”

Central intelligence a place that receives confession even non-existing crimes.

“His Excellency the president thinks this matter very regrettable.”

At the words ‘president’ and ‘regrettable’ everyone’s complexions died black.

“Those entangled in this matter, won’t die prettily.”

“Large-scale purge······?”

The central intelligence director took out the golden light nameplate with the Blue House mark stamped and slightly shook.

Administrative high-ranking public officials, prosecutors and police high positions, National Assembly members and attendants swallowed dry saliva gulp.

“Erai!”

Roll roll roll roll.

A man crossing the airport lobby trudging dragging the travel carrier.

President Shim with dark circles down to the tip of the chin.

President Shim and the central intelligence director’s eyes met.